A soul with me, a soul it is,
A soul with concluded time to stay.
A soul with a cry that I can't please,
A soul I picked up on my way.
A subtle wish to say goodbye
A subtle wish, I can comply.
Another soul unprepared to die,
Another soul, who won't meet my eye.
Then a lonely soul, a silent travel,
A soul from an inconspicuous life.
A soul with none for, to grovel,
A soul I picked from the edge of knife.
A room I go to, filled with prayers of many.
Prayers to cast me away.
A child there stands staring at himself with epiphany,
It's the end of his time to stay.
Blessing is a life, bounty is a breath.
Foolish they are, on life they bet.
And I'll go on till the last of death. For I am the angel they hate.
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